Fuyechuan's attitude was firm and indifferent, and there was no way out.

It was totally different from what she thought.

Hong Yihuan was completely overwhelmed. Her face was panicked and her eyes were glistening with pitiful tears.

Red blood gradually crept into her eyes, and she looked at him with a trembling look.

"Mr. Fu, why? Everyone says we are a good match..."

She is the youngest daughter of Hong's group. With this level of identity, the distance between her and him has been shortened.

Why doesn't he take a second look?

Since we are married, why not find her?

During this period of time, she saw clearly that Su Nan had no eyes for him at all!

But why hasn't she had the slightest chance?

She wondered and expected.

But fuyechuan didn't even look at her. He didn't bother to explain to her that why waste time for an insignificant person?

He took out his mobile phone and called Wu Tutu.

"Get someone to clean up the room."

The voice was cold, like counting nine cold days. People even trembled with cold.

Turned to go out, but suddenly stopped.

He looked at Su Nan, who was standing at the opposite door. His mood suddenly became complicated. He was a little flustered. It seemed that he was afraid that she might misunderstand something.

He hurried forward with an ugly face, "Su Nan, why are you here..."

Su Nan raised her eyebrows and bent her eyes.

He made no secret of his little emotion.

"I'm watching the show!"

She had foreseen something wrong from the beginning.

When the cup of coffee was accidentally poured on fuyechuan, she found something wrong with the assistant delivering the coffee.

Think and think

Who is it?

By the way, he is a minion who does chores for Tang Kai. He is one of the employees who go to Juli group with Hong Yihuan to help. He must be very familiar with Hong Yihuan.

Otherwise, why do you come here uninvited to create opportunities for Hong Yihuan?

So, she came up specially. Coincidentally, she saw the whole good play, but no one found it.

This play is much more wonderful than Su Qi's play.

Unfortunately, Hong Yihuan's Taoism is still too shallow. She shouldn't call a reporter. She should call the parents of both sides out!

Fuyechuan stood where she was, and her face was ugly and hurt for a moment. The way she didn't care about anything was the most stabbing wound.

It's better to be angry or scold him, which is much better than staying out of the matter now.

"Does it look good?"

His voice was calm as if nothing had happened.

Su Nan hooked her lip. "Although it's a little cliche, it's wonderful..."

This woman is not clever, so she uses old stems. But she never gets tired of seeing everything. Who makes her dare to design fuyechuan?

Her eyes swept his cool eyes, but it was a pity that the woman had no chance. Originally, she really planned to help her.

But it's OK. If you design Fu YeChuan, you can design her, and she won't ignore it.

Fuyechuan passed by with crutches. His momentum was awe inspiring and indifferent, and he was covered with a faint chill.

As he approached, he smelled the bitter smell of mint on his body.

Su Nan was a little stunned, lost his mind for a moment, then raised his head and smiled.

Fuyechuan looked down at her and said, "if you were the heroine, it would be more wonderful."

That must be an unimaginable ending.

He has been looking forward to it for a long time.

Su Nan looked at his eyes and breathed unconsciously.

Then he chuckled.

"I can think of another actor."

Fuyechuan's eyes were slightly cold, and he stared at her without moving. The feeling that his own things were missed at the bottom of his heart made him very uncomfortable!

He took a step forward and pushed her to the wall in spite of the inconvenience of his legs and feet. He pressed her against the wall